volume vii

It’s not proximity or lonely numbers,That brought us here togetherAnd it’s not your need to upgrade Or your adventure to find comfortBecause you have your own art to pull apart

And it’s not proximity or lonely numbers,That brought us here together

The excitement, it’s tangible in a kiss Like the tight jeans on your skinny hips,Words caught and hung between lips

We’ll find a bucket and fill it with your dreams,Let’s kick it over, and dream new dreams,That we never thought we could conceive, Created in a picture, a photographic letter,A positive thought that’s not a linerTo the loner of all the negative minus numbersBut a pure meaning that reaches past dawn

2. Geometry

I bought myself a bright bouquet, I put it on the window sillLipstick marks on the pillow case starkReminds me someone else has been hereWake up early, learn to wake up earlyThe sun has already melted the snow from my window shield

My heart still beating hard,Changing rearranging old feelingsGetting better with every breath inside of meSure, something didn’t work out quite so wellI grow longer in my mind,I take the time to strengthen my spine

Make romance out of these 21st century complex timesI’m into intermingling these lines

3. Geography

A group friends they have dinner partiesRomantic talks late into the early parts of the morningsClean sheets, blankets and good moviesArt that’s way over our headsIntellectual conversations that never seem to endGiving us a new feeling, feeling better inside our headsA touch that is deep, The poems you read that sweep us off our feet

Do you know your geography?

It’s the day I was born tomorrow,I've forgotten the past, and have moved way past itSo much I don’t even have to say itI live in the future that is the presentI’m alive and that’s my birthday presentI’m alive, today I’m alive, I’m just alive,Today I’m more alive, everyday I’m alive

I want to stay one more day

4. New City

And I have been for some time, and I’ve been doing allrightAnd I’m ready to be better then just enoughAnd I make peace with mistakes I makeAnd I make peace with whatever old headaches that I seem to createAnd I apologize for the ruins I’ve made

And I have been for some time, and I’ve been doing allrightLooking for that perfect city to move inAnd we’ve all been looking for that perfect city to move in

Where the night lampposts are the flowers of the streetsAnd every person that you meetShakes your hand and has a story to greetAnd I ask “Do you want to make a story with me?”

Well this city it has mountains,It has oceans too,It has a sky that’s a perfect shade of blue

5. Photography

She’s a real artist her emotions true and honestIt’s always been written all over her faceAnd there’s always so many projects to get tooFilm the sun on your face,Hanging poems, don’t leave a nameHoping that in some way, you can effect some strangers day,Bring a smile

We get undressed and show the bones that poke through our skin

When there’s no one around I light a candleI create space, to let the world change the colors of my faceAnd I realize that’s o.k. that it takes time to shed these layers of grayUnderneath each coat it shows a difference in real emotional paint

She said let’s stop looking for the words to say

6. I Say "O.K."

And I’m taking what I know is mineAnd I feel pretty damn good about itAnd I taste the touch of every nutrient that lays down on my tongueAnd I make my life rhyme, not fragmenting this period of timeAnd I let my blood flow in poems

You ask me, And I say “O.K.”Because honestly, I don’t have many thoughts about it

Love, success and happiness, Health, wealth, and the feeling of being fulfilledThe everyday adventure,Were both into the silence,Well here we go into the silence

But love the sound of buzzing heaters,In the dead of winter,The hum fans at night during the summerAnd I put my hands on your waistAnd you put your palm on my face

7. Airport Escalator

And we're moving faster than strangers on an airport escalatorThat's well and good,So let’s take the day off, you know what let’s take the whole damn week off

I like the way mascara slides down your face in the wet rain

And you seem to have that constant flicker,I could see it from miles away

I think it’s awesome that you’d rather not go out at night,You’d rather get that sleep in and take your pictures during the day She’s studying to be a photographer; she’s always studying my face

8. Perfect

And it’s all so perfect, and it all moves so perfectly

And it’s validated by all the time I spent twisting in, Breaking in, proclaiming it to be realityAnd now my days are filled with the opportunityThat I built from other opportunity

And I could get used to thisSuccess at work, a bank account with a little bit of moneyA group of friends who care,The beautiful sound of a synthesized snareThe dream situation, dressed for every occasionOld memories that are just old memories